Fall from the sky, from the fold
eyes once bright now black as coal
cold and dark, bleak and stark
flesh and bone seem turned to stone
That's all

Put it on the block to trade, memories of yesterday
surrounded by technology, he lost himself along the way

Smoke bubbles up from the bottom
bleeds away from the rotten
can't be cleared by the coughing
it's closing in....
Consequence is coming down shoving sky back towards the ground perspective is growing now Stars imploding all around